One Night Bride: Living with the Bad CEO

The heart asked the designer to change the bridesmaid's dress, turned around and walked to Sijin with a smile: "Sijin, where is your wedding dress? Let me see."

"I haven't seen it either. The teacher said it will be delivered in the morning the day after tomorrow." Sijin's eyes flickered, but she herself was also very curious.

The one who designed the wedding dress for her was her design teacher, the world's top wedding dress designer. After years of retirement, no one could ask her to make a wedding dress. Only the "Prince Princess" of the British prince the year before, and this year's Si Jin .

The teacher called her personally and told her that she had packed her wedding dress. Of course, she would not refuse, and she agreed immediately, full of joy.

Time is actually spent in seconds. [

In a blink of an eye, there is a day.

Si Jin and Yan Zhi are immersed in happiness all day long, and feel this way in their hearts; but for the sweetheart, the worry is also counting the minutes and seconds.

When she woke up early the next morning, she called Lei Haotian, and Lei Haotian said that he would come over in the evening, but she was worried in her heart, fearing that things would not go well with Lei Haotian, or that something unexpected happened on the way.

But Lei Haotian personally sat in town this day and planned the prisoner robbery himself.

There were no armed riots or terrorist attacks that caused a sensation in the whole city. Everything was going on quietly. In Rayong Province, the tour guide took a headset to introduce the scenic spots to a group of tourists, and the leisurely old people were dancing and playing chess in the park. , there are passers-by in a hurry on the road, there are busy white-collar and blue-collar workers in the office... everything is in order in this city.

At U-Tapao Airport, a plane was slowly ascending, heading towards Italy. When the plane was flying over the top of a certain mountain range, it suddenly exploded with a bang and fell into a valley.

When the CIA headquarters in the United States received the news, Lei Haotian had already transferred K>

Then, there may be reporters going to the scene of the accident, and then there will be major media reports about the crash of a certain plane, Lei Haotian doesn't care about these.

He only cares about the promise given to him by the Russian Eighth Bureau. It may take two or three months for them to deal with the Americans and smooth out the stains on him, and then there will be no more American agents who are like dog skin plasters. , pestering him endlessly.

……

Lei Haotian did not break his promise, he did arrive in Spain at 58:[-] that night.

But as soon as he reached the gate of Yan's house, he was invited into the car by a group of ten extraordinary hands, "Mr. Lei, please get in the car."

Lei Haotian squinted his eyes, stretched his muscles and bones, and the phone in his hand rang.

"Haotian, why haven't you arrived yet? You broke your promise." The voice of the heart came from the phone, with a bit of a sad hum, and he could even guess her expression at the moment through the voice.

Lei Haotian looked at the ten big hands around him, and smiled softly: "Darling, I have something to do, I promise to appear in front of you at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Remember what you say, otherwise, you will never come." She threatened, and couldn't help lowering her voice again: "Is everything resolved?"

"It's going well, miss me?" Lei Haotian said while making a shush gesture to those around him.

He got a thought word with complaints from his heart, then he hung up the phone, and saw the lights in a certain room turn on and off from a distance.

"please."[

Lei Haotian shrugged, got into the car, his brows were furrowed, and there was a bad feeling of anger in his heart.

It turns out that what should come will always come.